Lin Sanjiu watched Sister Li and Luther walking through the large doors of the factory as she remained in her truck. The door of her truck was locked, and she had winded up the windows. A few men and women were chatting beside her truck and seemed to be at ease as if they did not have to struggle to survive every day. They even reminded her of how things were before the apocalypse. Many of them even nodded and smiled at her when she gazed at them.
A young mother pushing a stroller walked past her truck. The chubby one-year-old in the stroller even pointed at Lin Sanjiu making incomprehensible babbles.
Even though she prudently got Luther to investigate the actual situation of the place, she found her shoulders relaxing when she saw the sight of the child.
